No matter how meticulous the blueprint, there are times when our lives are not so much defined by order, but chaos.
Those mercilessly uncomfortable periods in life when our sense of identity, purpose or place has been turned upside down and we are left feeling scared and vulnerable. When that comforting illusion of stability that keeps us sane and able to function has been brutally crushed by the hazards of circumstance. For many of us, this is a time when we seek comfort from one person -- our mother.
Mom's understand their kids -- whether they are pint size or fully grown -- in a way no one else can. While no one can completely understand another human being, mom's come pretty darn close. They can read our expressions, intuitively understand our thoughts, accurately predict our next moves, empathize with our setbacks and and nurse us through our periods of heartbreak.
Mom's acute understanding of her children manifests itself in many ways, some positive and others not so much. After all, not many of us escape the world of kiddom without hearing our mother utter those dreaded words: "I'm only trying to helping you." The comment serves as both an apology and a plea for understanding, although it's not always met with sympathy, especially during those tumultuous adolescent years when parents and children our constantly embroiled in conflict.
But, most of us, as we grow older, and, hopefully, wiser, start to appreciate our mothers for the unconditional love they selflessly provide us with with throughout our lives. With Mother's Day just around the corner, I have started to reflect on the relationship I have with my mom.
While my dad is the rock that keeps our family's compass pointed in the right direction, my mom, Ellie Heintz is the constant source of love, support and friendship that provides our family with its warmth and character. When all other wells have run dry, mom is always there to offer sympathy, support and guidance.